Welcome back the Good ol' Sid

Well as the heading says, i am trying to return back to my normal ways, life is too good to be wasted on thinkin abt some shitty stuff that happened to u in the past......


So here i am right now, dancing on this awesome tune by dj jean, lift me up ( barthez mixx ) it just makes my feet move on its own. Now here is what goes on in an ideal day of my life : Getting up after a sleep of atleast 8 hours, i get a call by some friend of mine, to meet at some place and hang out for a couple of hours, those couple of hours can turn into a whole lotta hours when the booze starts to flow, and the ciggy just keeps on gettin lit again n again. As the booze goes straight to the head, the soul starts talkin ( in my case, it just says one thing : BURP!!!! folowed by an excuse me ) Nothin makes an ideal partner to booze like the way a roasted chicken does , mmmmmmm........... now how can i forget abt eatin a chicken be it of any type......

So the evenin has just started and we all are pretty drunk, well what to do, we cant show up like this at home :-p So we head into the market and do a lil bit of craziness before we head to barista for a cup of coffee to calm us down and make sure we hit back to reality as soon as possible.....after a cup of coffee n maybe a couple of ciggys i hop into my friends car and enjoy the ride, as he drives with the wind blowing in my hair ( i never take my car, then i cant get drunk :-D ) Just as my friend is about to drop me at my place, we take a quick turn towards kamla nagar, to see some hotties n enjoy some food from the local stalls, nothin beats the gol gappas or the pao bhaji of the street hawkers, just awesome, to make it even better is the fact that u are all the time surrounded by all kinda chicks ;-) Finally i get back home, try to face my mum n dad as if i haven't had one drop of booze, and i pretty well am able to pull it off all the time ( just hopin none of them read my blog, lolz, else i am gonna be kicked out on the streets )

Back home is the usual stuff, check ur mails n stuff, talk to a couple of friends, before i get online to the thing which i rank in top 5 of my favourite things to do, Online gaming....am more than happy to give a lot of guys head shots with my m4 carbine or ak 47. Then is the usual time to enjoy some music as i let the booze wear off me, and just think abt what a good life i have, and go to bed, only to wake up the next mornin ( or afternoon ) depending on how much i drank :-p to find that i may have the pleasure to do all this again :-)


Well this doesnt happen all the time, but when in vacations, i do make sure that it happens a lot of time........Catch ya'll later........

A new beginning or an anarchy in the waiting??

First of all i am new to this blogging thing. I have never kept even a personal diary which had my thoughts, but for the past 16 months, i have suffered everytime i looked in the mirror at myself. I have thought a lot about life and what does it mean to me. My life is not for me to live anymore, i am not enjoying life as every1 else might be. I am here still walking on the earth because others want me to, if not i could have begone long time ago.

Those who don't even know me will always see me a smile on my face, those who know me a little, will find me lost in my thoughts sometimes, but those who know the real me, which i must add, are very few, can see me engulfed in the flames that are lit inside of me, devouring me inch by inch every second.

I had a very different attitude towards life around 2 years back, everythin was cool, life was rocking, but things take their toll on u, and you can never know what hits u and everythin that you cherished, everything that you cared about, falls to pieces, and you are left shattered, withered, and lying on a cold bed of pain and misery. When things started to fall apart i felt as if i was lucifer, banished once again by god himself from heaven, to walk on this earth, till the judgement day arrives and sends me to hell for eternity.

As i sit idle and think about life, i wonder if it really is that bad, or am i making it worse. But the answer to that question cannot be answered, because everytime i think about life being not that bad, it comes again and slaps me in the face, making me fall back to the ground, with my hands on the floor, my face down facing the earth, looking through the cracks in the ground to see the hell that i am bound to visit one day, soon enough.


...........This ain't the last from me.....this is just the beginning of a new me.......i have changed once too many, and it is time to change once again.......for my sake, for everyone close to me's sake........i'll be back.